When I tell them there's no problems, only solutions.

Saturday, December 03, 2005

falling out of reach.

You're falling out of reach, defying gravity, jumping off the edge into space, reaching for the point, erasing the memories, blinding the sparkling of the millions of microns of particles, apologizing for the wait, surfacing towards the sky, tolerating no hate and no less then love, breathing the fresh air that rips into your lungs, having the time of our lives.

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